Shiva in shadow

The pendulum of the mind oscillates between sense and nonsense, not between right and wrong.

Two half day classes today. They seem to go ok, but I’m feeling drained. Outside the sun is shining, but I don’t even get a chance to enjoy it at lunchtime.

Back in Phoenixville, I have work to do for tomorrow’s meetings. I eat a veg wrap, drink a beer, and Keith introduces me to his Shiva ornament. We riff Jacob Petersen and Carl Jung.

Just another day on the road.